It’s hard to be me.

If Seth and Maybel are found murdered around 2 p.m. Saturday…all I know is that I am at the library right now. and that the empty styrofoam container found lodged in Seth’s throat…man, he must have gotten what was coming to him I guess.

Maybel is barking and humping and biting and mental. When I came home from a stressful afternoon tracking down 12 missing deaf people and one missing photographer, Seth made himself lunch out of my leftovers. Maybel humped my leg and barked and bit my hands.

I tried to make tacos, but there is no sour cream. I tried to make rubens, but there is no sauerkraut.

What does god have against me?

There is a bar in Grandview called the Rose and Thistle. It may have been the great conversation, but I’m pretty sure it is officially my favorite pub in Columbus.

It suffers what I call the Otani effect. You approach it and think “umm…why did our friends tell us to meet them at an office building?” Trust me, there is an entrance to the Rose and Thistle, and if you find it, you’ll be pleasantly surprised.

It’s a warm Irish pub with lots of secret nooks. There are lots of good beers on tap. And potatoes. And desserts.

Here is a blurry picture of Ohio House District 24 democratic candidate Ted Celeste (second from left) enjoying the Rose and Thistle at a chamber event in 2003.

If that doesn’t convince you, I don’t know what will.

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